I guess its about time this blog addresses something that it has never addressed before. Girls. And Me. Girls & Me. (Wow, that little ampersand was the most action I’ve gotten in weeks. And I’m pretty sure “Girls” didn’t enjoy it.)
Anyway, during our recent Fourth of July party, I was engaged in conversation with an acquaintance, a friend of my roommate’s older sister who I know, but not really well, and didn’t know she read my blog. This post is not about the fact that we were talking, but more about what she said…
Her: So I heard about your blog…
Me: Haha, really? [Damn this thing gets AROUND]
Her: Yeah man, its hysterical. You must be cleaning up with the ladies.
Me: [Nervous chuckle] Um, not really.
Her: Are you serious? Dude, chicks should be be all over you.
Me: Yeah…hey look, bean burritos! [Can we please not dwell on my lack of chicks?]
Her: What the fuck is wrong with these girls?
And that got me thinking. This blog owes me some booty. I’m DUE. What the fuck IS wrong with these girls?
I’ve thought about this a lot over the last couple of weeks and haven’t come up with a single good explanation. However, I did note the following points of interest…
1. I have not had relations with girls as a result of them reading this blog.
2. I have had relations with girls who have not read this blog. (For argument’s sake, this includes girls I’ve had relations with before the blog existed.)
History has thus far proven that my charming personality wit stunning good looks sense of humor dumb luck serves as better game than this blog. This blog may very well be hurting my game. This blog is a motherfucking cockblocker. By applying some common rules of logic, we can deduce that girls and I have better odds of getting together if they do not come anywhere near this blog.
I am therefore providing you with Suggestion #1 on the newly instituted List of Suggestions for Girls Who Are Interested In Getting With Me, Are Considering Being Interested In Getting With Me, Have Entertained The Notion of Considering Being Interested In Getting With Me, Have Hopefully Not Yet Ruled Out The Possibility of Getting With Me, Or Have Not Thought About It But Hopefully Will With Favorable Results.
Suggestion #1: Don’t Read This Blog.
Do it for us.
Email: me [at] amishshah [dot] com
11 responses so far ↓
suj // Jul 25, 2006 at 9:32 am
no comments on this post yet?
looks like they’re heeding your advice…
Kristen // Jul 25, 2006 at 10:52 am
maybe if you posted about how much you love Grey’s Anatomy…
sachin // Jul 25, 2006 at 7:35 pm
great blog amar
Gigi // Jul 26, 2006 at 1:44 pm
People get ass as a consequence of having a blog?
Whoa.
Amish // Jul 27, 2006 at 9:34 am
Apparently not.
So…
*winks* How you doin’? *finger pistols*
rishi // Jul 27, 2006 at 4:50 pm
“wanna dubb?”
Brooklyn Sea Hag // Jul 31, 2006 at 11:10 am
I will so seriously get with you! YARR, for real.
m // Aug 2, 2006 at 8:59 am
I’m a girl, and I have thought about getting with you solely because of this blog. But I don’t live in New York, or anywhere near. So, sorry. Also, you know, we’ve never met. so there’s that.
Amish // Aug 2, 2006 at 5:07 pm
Damn….I…what…damn…
Fobiopatel's Friend // Aug 7, 2006 at 2:44 pm
Screw these broads. Who needs ‘em? This blog should be getting you money. Then the money will get you women.
Because money = power and status which leads to lubricated beef curtains.
Kate // Aug 7, 2006 at 2:54 pm
Don’t worry, dude. I haven’t gotten any ass from my blog, either. You’d think I would, especially since my profile photo is of me in a short skirt holding a sign that says “I’m Easy” over my face, but I guess not.
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